So I would just like to take a second to tell the whole world (or at least some of tumblr) about how much I love and appreciate my boyfriend, Christopher.

Valentines Day is coming up and though Chris and I aren’t huge into celebrating it (because we think every day should be valentines day)— but just with the essence of the holiday in the air— and with everything going on in my life— I can’t stop thinking about how much I love and appreciate him.

We met about a year and a half ago through the dating website okcupid. We went bowling just to meet— then went on our first date were we really seemed to click. Over a year later— and we are still together and very much in love and happy to be with each other.

He is my everything— and I am his. I don’t know what on earth I would do without him. I am a young and independent woman with infinite potential— but when you are in love like this it is so hard to even picture your life without them. We are just so perfect with each other, and he treats me so well. I am dating a real life prince charming. No he doesn’t ride a white horse or have a good sense of style— but he is the ultimate cuddle buddy, a fantastic kisser, and grows a kick ass beard! Haha. He is far from perfect— but even his little flaws are just endearing to me and make me love him even more. He treats me like a princess every single day of my life. EVERY SINGLE DAY OF EVERY MOMENT OF MY LIFE.

Every morning he wakes me up with a kiss on my nose… and then on my cheeks and my forehead and then on my lips— and then he gives me “butterfly” kisses.. which tickle my nose and I attempt to nibble his eyelashes in revenge (yes we are weird).

And then all day while I’m in school and he’s at work we text back and forth about life and how much we miss each other.

Then he or I get home and we embrace in a long LONG hug— followed by a nice long kiss. 

And we hold hands whenever we are in bed or out. ALWAYS. The second we leave the building we are holding hands.. in the car.. while walking… while sitting. We are inseparable!

And he is always scratching my back or willing to give me massages.. he does the laundry every sunday, he cooks for me, and when I cook he does the dishes.

He tells me he loves me every single day, multiple times a day. He thinks I look more beautiful with no makeup on. He doesn’t try to make me something I am not. He is patient with me and many many issues. He is caring, he is sensitive, he is willing to watch chick flicks with me, he talks to my stuffed animals like they are real people to humor me, he is constantly finding new ways to make me laugh, he lets me listen to my ipod while we are in the car, he thinks its funny and cute when I fart… 

All of these little things— you could go days… weeks.. MONTHS and not really think much of them. All the things he does are small— but they have the biggest impact on me. I look at him sometimes and I just cry because of how happy I am with him and how much I love him. Its insane. I thought i knew what love was— I really did— but nothing compares to this. He makes me feel beautiful, womanly, strong, motivated… he pushes me to go farther than I ever imagined I could! 

And his eyes— oh those eyes. They are filled with such gentleness, such purity. He is such a genuine person— loyal to not only me but everyone around him. He is extremely generous, hard working, and modest. He is the ultimate gentlemen (he holds my hand, his mother’s hand, and his grandmother’s hand when we have to go down lots of steps or over ice)— and always opens the door for me. He is just…

How on earth did I end up with someone this amazing? HOW? I am so lucky— like… words cannot express how grateful I am to have him in my life.

I always said growing up that I would never marry a man who didn’t compare to my grandfather. My grandfather was such a wonderful man— he was completely selfless and an endless abundance of love to give everyone. Chris is the only man I have ever met that is actually a lot like my Papa. I only wish that Papa could have met Chris.

But I know him, and my father, are looking down on Chris and are extremely happy that Chris is the new man in my life. They would both be proud to call him family, and feel secure knowing that he is here to take care of me.

I am crying right now while typing this— because I am just so damn happy. 

No matter what happens in my life— no matter how hard it gets— no matter how much I bitch and complain… if he is here next to me, I am happy. I will always be happy.

Christopher, though you will probably never read this… you are the love of my life. You are my everything. You complete me. As cliche as this sounds— its so true. I tell you every day and I hope you never forget it. Thank you for everything you are and everything you do. You are by far the greatest man I have ever met. Thank you. I love you. <3